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Chapter 175 Lord Mozun, don't be picky! (52)
"What do you know?"

On the way, Yan Nie suddenly thought that no one had told the little girl the truth, but her reaction seemed to be that she knew everything.

The little girl was carrying a burden on her shoulders, and her eyes were lightly looking ahead. After hearing Yan Nie's words, her vermilion lips curled into a gorgeous arc, her beautiful eyes flowed, and there was a pool of spring water in her mouth, which was clear and bright.

Her voice was soft, yet hearty and clear, and she asked, "Master, didn't you tell me these things?"

Yan Nie froze, looked at the little girl's small face, and took a long time to react.

She was referring to the day when Yan Nie told her the story of Wan'er in the study of the Northern Qi Palace.

Yan Nie thought that the little girl fell asleep that day, but she didn't expect that she listened to everything.

He laughed, shook his head, unfolded the folding fan and fanned it slowly, his handsome face returned to the usual calmness, but the ink-splashed pupils were a little more profound.

He thought that the little girl was too young to accept this matter.

He thought that according to the little girl's temperament of loving and hating Zeng Ming, she would definitely avenge her mother whom she had never met.

However, after all, I still underestimated the little girl's patience and calmness.

They walked for a day and a night, and Yan Nie brought the little girl into a remote forest.

In the deepest part of the woods, the sky is covered by dense trees, and no sunlight can penetrate.

There was a cave there, and at the entrance of the cave sat an old woman with gray temples.

Seeing Yan Nie walking over with the little girl, the old woman immediately stood up tremblingly on crutches, and said in an old voice: "You are back."

Because she was too old, the old woman's teeth were almost gone, and her patched clothes gave her a sense of desolation.

Yan Nie just responded lightly, without saying anything, turned around and stretched out his hand to the little girl.

"Give me your hand." He whispered, his usual carefree appearance disappeared completely, replaced by a chilling majesty.

The little girl looked up at him, and obediently stretched out her little hand.

Her little hands were very warm, but Yan Nie's palms were as cold as ice in winter.

Yan Nie saw that the little girl was so well-behaved, the seriousness between her brows faded a little, and her peach blossom eyes were tinged with a little bit of doting.

"Let's go."

As he spoke, he led the little girl into the cave.

And the old woman looked at the little girl's thin back meaningfully, and her muddy pupils suddenly became clear, glowing with a green light.

Do the math, it's about time.

When Yan Nie was born, a senior elder of the Demon Clan made a calculation for him, saying that he was destined to be doomed.

Yan Nie knew about this, but he was never afraid of that doom, because what should come will always come, and he can't hide from it.

The inside of the cave was very dark, the walls glowed with faint blue light, barely able to make people see the path under their feet, and faintly heard the cries and laughter of lonely souls and wild ghosts.

If it was an ordinary girl, she would definitely not dare to go forward, or would not come in directly.

But the little girl was led forward by Yan Nie with a calm expression, as if she had been here many times, calm and calm.

It's not unusual for Yan Nie, after all, it's not a day or two since I knew her.

He took the little girl to the end of the cave, where there was a blue enchantment of water ripples.

Yan Nie flicked his sleeves lightly, and the barrier instantly opened, and a bright white light suddenly struck, shaking the little girl so hard that she couldn't open her eyes.

When she opened her eyes again, the little girl was really shocked by what she saw.

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